“It’s got a new winch and runners.”“Runners?” I asked.“Yeah. Wheels,” she explained.“Oh, runners. Yeah. Looks good doesn’t she?”I ...as pleased the way Dana was looking over the Jeep. I hadn’t ogled her this morning. It didn’t feel right to ogle a young girl who had talked to me like a friend.“This weekend it will have a Stowmaster towing rig on front.”Dana ignored the jeep guy talk.“Was your wife pretty? I mean, of course, she was pretty. I mean... what did she look like?”I was startled by the. After he came he started fucking my mouth and i enjoyed every bit of it,he smiled and told me that he hasn't had a bitch like me in years.I was spent,my face and chest were full of thick,gooey cum and i loved it.I went to bed for a few minutes to relax,then, out of nowhere i feel a sting in my shoulder,when i turn around i saw the old man holding a syringe and i asked him what was all that for,he told me not to worry,it was something good for me.I thanked him and went to sleep for a few hours. She slowly rubbed the area where I said it was hurting. I said below that. She was confused as she is already at the entry point of my track pant. She didn’t know how to respond. I lowered my track pant a bit until the start of my tool. She started to realize what was about to happen but she couldn’t do anything.I placed my hand on her hand and moved it further down until her pinky finger touched the starting area of my tool. Her breathing got heavier and I felt like my tool became like a hot. Good. Her nervousness over Greg's uncompromising attitude abated slightly, but resurfaced when he suddenly slapped the breast he'd been handling, and hard. "Nice." Greg put his hands to work unzipping his pants, then grappling behind the zipper flap before pulling out what had to be nearly ten inches of very wide cock. He took a step back, then intoned to his companion, "hold her head still." She felt Steve's hand rest gently on the top of her head and push down slightly, and Zoe understood.